Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 360: Edward hated the academy.

Phoebe swallowed hard when she heard his thoughts about Aunt Maureen, it was obvious that he had no idea what she had been up to and that she was probably a former student of the academy, or maybe a current one.

So, using aunt Maureen as a scapegoat would not work, and neither would it help to give up grandpa Saxon. Telling her father the truth about how she knew about the academy seemed to be out of the picture. There was only one place she could run to when she needed an irrefutable excuse.

"Father no one told me anything." Her voice came barely more than a whisper, no matter what she made sure not to meet his narrowed eyes that were scanning her face for any trace of deceit.

Edward’s face relaxed a little, perhaps he was wrong for old man Rufus knew where he stood when it came to that academy.

"Then how do you know about that damn academy?" He pressed, determined to find out everything she knew so far. "My good daughter do not hide these matters from your father, they are very serious. The academy may sound like a noble place but it if full of dangers, whoever is whispering information about it into your ears can be considered our enemy."

Phoebe wanted to roll her eyes; the use of the word enemy was a little too strong. If Dickson or Dorothy or any of the warlocks and shamans she had pissed off had been the one to bring up the academy sure, but it was not.

"It’s the ghosts." Phoebe blurted out. "There has been a lot of talk about the academy in the ghost world so I became curious about it, and I figured that since you are on the founding council, you would be the best person to give me answers about it."

Phoebe lied for the better, if her father ever found out that Grandpa Rufus told her anything about the academy their good relationship would surely break.

"God damn it!" Edward cursed; he applied so much force on the pencil he was holding that it broke into two with one piece falling to the floor.

Edward knew he could not stop the ghosts from talking, he could not even forbid Phoebe from listening to them, they were not human.

Phoebe noticed that her father’s face had turned into stone, he was hardly blinking or moving. A mix of confusion and fear laced his eyes, so she decided to offer an explanation. She believed that maybe if he heard of her reasons as to why she had to know more about the academy, he would understand her position a little bit.

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"Dad, yesterday I encountered a ghost that told me that it once saw another demon roaming around the supermarket and it was apparently in human form.

I have encountered one demon in my line of work, and I am likely to encounter more. In fact, I heard from the demon I dealt with that more are coming, and it seems Citrus is going to be their meeting area or home as they prepare for whatever nefarious plot they have.

I have heard whispers of a supernatural war, and the name Ravana has been mentioned. I have also been told that my role in this war is quite important, dad, the ghosts are scared, and you know that my work is to help ghosts.

I need to build my strength fast and I believe that the academy can help me in that regard which is why I want to take a look and see how it can help. If they cannot help me, I will naturally abandon my interest in them."

Her words only made the air even more tense, it’s like she had dropped a bomb containing Edward’s worst fear. His hands made their way to his chest where a knot of despair tightened. "This cannot be happening." His voice whispered.

The mention of demons took him back to his father and all that led to his death. The supernatural world was not satisfied with taking one Mayfair, it wanted to claim another.

He shook his head frantically and put his foot down, he was determined to deter his daughter from associating herself with the academy and whatever war she was speaking of. However, he also knew Phoebe, she was not the type to back down from a fight, especially if ghosts were involved.

He wilted like a balloon that was running out of air very fast and sunk into the chair with his hands on his head. He was like a defeated man that had aged overnight.

"Dad..." Phoebe called him in a soft hesitant voice.

He raised his eyes to her and sighed. "Pheebs, I cannot forbid you from hearing about these things from your ghost clients or companions however I can strongly advise as a father that loves his daughter that he never wants to lose ever again that you should stay away from that academy.

You have been doing so well for yourself so far; you do not need it for anything not even to build your strength. That place, it will suck everything out of you until there is nothing left, not even your sanity." His elbows rested on the table, and he lowered his head in hands again, praying that she listened to him lest she end up like her grandfather.

"There is so much anguish in his voice, and I believe that it’s all connected to this academy, don’t push the idea for now until we find out what this is all about." The Saxon spirit sympathetically stared at Edward with a hand on Phoebe’s shoulders.

Phoebe had so many questions about why her father harbored so much negativity about the academy but nevertheless she took the spirit’s advice.

"Dad, it’s not a must that I should join the academy, like you mentioned earlier I am doing well on my own and I, Phoebe Mayfair will continue to do so." A big reassuring grin tugged on her lips which gave her father comfort.

He raised his head to meet her eyes, he thought that this would be a subject that they would argue about, but he had been able to change her mind easily, warmth returned to his refined features as he returned a smile to her.

He even sighed before he replied, "Thank you my daughter for a second there I was beginning to worry that you would persist on attending that academy.

I am so glad that you understand your father’s worries, but I won’t make you give it up for nothing. If you need to build your strength, I will find teachers for you. I know some people that will be willing to train you." His finger’s drummed lightly on the table then he shut down his computer and stood on his feet. "I am late for a council meeting, I am sorry, but I have to leave but I can drop you and mother at the cafe if you want."

His suggestions gladdened Phoebe’s heart, but she turned him down when it came to dropping her off for, she was not heading to the cafe just yet.

They both left the office, him faster than her as he was in a rush. As she walked through the corridor, Phoebe called Shark to get updates on Reid’s case.

Shark apologized for not attending to it yesterday for a big case had come up.

"Let us meet there in thirty alright? Sorry again, Pheebs." His voice didn’t sound like that of a person that regretted nothing, and it wasn’t surprising.